As I wonder in the park, breath in and out. Ahhh i love the fresh brezze and lovely weather. I pass a tree full of acorns and tiny squirrles, they squeak and one squirrle looks at me in the eyes the zoomes off. I look around but I don’t see to find that Squirrle. I walk back to my house but something catches me in the corner of my eye. I turn I shout ”I didn’t realise they could fly!” I then run of to chase them the small squirrels are gliding in the air, i trip then there no were to be seen.